Crash.

There is no rhyme or reasonNo joy to spread or partakeNo reason for the life I lead orFor the hate I leave in my wakeAnd there is no respite from this chaoswhich disrupts all my control and actNo respite as I fight for calmIn my lies lie all my factsWon’t you trust me? Won’t you consider these fibs I tell?I beg you to believe me.And buy these nightmares I have to sell.Share my misery & make me wretchedI am beautiful only tonight, only for youWon’t shed a tear, as I grip you in fearNo one’s person, No one’s trueI am beautiful only tonight, only for youAs everyone fades, so will IOne day, one happy dayWhen peace beckons, and the sprint endsOne day, one gorgeous daySo will IThere is no ground for my sorrowNo ground underneath me at all, anymoreI float in my dreams, to stay afloat with realitySpiraling, pushing, pulling, confined, constrained, constrictedSmiling, laughing, socializing, all the time…My miserable existence about to crash